A/N: Oh my god… I'm sooo sorry everyone I have been such a lazy ass and I haven't updated in about 5 months please forgive me and if you still remember that this story exists leave a review 

Disclaimer: I is don't own world of warcraft

Zatara knew she should get up but she simply couldn't bring herself to remove the slender bluish arms that had a firm grip around her waist, or untangle the legs that wound in and out of her own. The sun was just rising over the Ashenvale trees and although hardly any light passed through their mighty branches the forest was a slightly lighter twilight than it had been a few hours ago when Zatara awoke. She was surrounded by warmth and a euphoria quite unexplainable by her current surroundings as Ashenvale was always a cool and murky place in the best of times .Her best and only guess as to why she felt happier than she had since her brother died was the elf who held her tightly raped in her blue arms. But why dose she make me this happy? Thought Zatara to herself. Why do I feel as if I want to protect her, hold her, fight by her side and know everything about her? Why dose everything she dose seem fascinating? Why is she so damned beautiful?... and most of all why the hell am I thinking about all this? She asked herself.

Zatara's troubling thoughts continued until she felt the girl behind her move and tighten her harms around Zatara's waist. Her breath hitched as she was pulled up against Bellwing and she felt a cool blue hand descend to just above her bellybutton.

"Mmmmnnnn… good morning." Bellwing groaned as she awoke.

Zatara smiled at this "good morning" she said in return as she rolled over so she was now facing the young night elf. Bellwing blushed slightly realising that she had her arms tightly clasped around Zatara's waist but not wanting to move them. Bellwing's heart was pounding in her chest as the blond haired elf curled up against her chest and snuggled into her.

"Its cold…" said Zatara slightly in explanation slightly in the hope that Bellwing would draw her even closer.

"Yeah" said Bellwing softly staring into Zatara's stunningly green eyes. They were so green that they were almost florescent and yet they had so much depth Bellwing felt like she could fall into them forever. Bellwing was staring deeper and deeper into Zatara's eyes and her face was inching closer and closer to the other elf's until their noses were almost touching and their lips were mere inches apart.

Zatara face was flushed a light red and she could feel Bellwing's warm breath against her lips. It would be so easy Zatara thought to simply lean in just an in or two and press her lips against Bellwing's large soft ones. Zatara's face seemed to move of its own accord an inch then two until her lips pressed against Bellwing's in a soft kiss.

Bellwing's eyes opened wide in shock then slowly closed as she melted into Zatara's warmth and began to kiss her back. Zatara was stunned she had expected at the very best Bellwing to slap her and run away at the worst to kill her but for her to kiss back, that was something she had not expected. Zatara was in a world made off bliss, warmth and the arms of the girl she now realised that she must love when Bellwing suddenly stiffened and pulled away from her.

"wh-what am I doing" Bellwing whispered softly to herself then suddenly she jumped to her feet and ran head long out of the tent and into the heart of Ashenvale forest leaving a stunned and distraught Zatara in her wake.

"Bellwing!!" Zatara screamed as she dashed out of the tent "Bellwing where are you going?! I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that!" but her pleas feel on deaf ears Bellwing was nowhere in sight. "Bell…" whispered Zatara softly as she fell to her knees outside the tent tears running down her face "Bell I'm so sorry…"

A/N: I'm crewel I know I don't post for all this time and when I do it's a cliff hanger… id say I'm sorry but I'm not hehehe I love all you gyes please review ant tell me what ya think of the newest chapter of yellow and blue.